The villain family business [Comprehensive British and American]

Silence spread throughout the room.

Although blind, Matt, who can image sound waves like a bat, is almost embarrassed and phobic.His throat was a little itchy, and he couldn't help it, so he coughed.

Like some signal, the stagnant air was torn apart suddenly, Wilson and Batman looked at each other in blank dismay, and moved at the same time.The former shrank his neck and moved out silently, while the latter's limbs were stiff, but he straightened up very quickly.

Wilson wrapped up the thin blanket and woke up completely.

He remembers a hoarse, deep voice lingering in his ears in a haze of consciousness. He can't remember exactly what it said, but he's sure it came from Batman.The pinna of the ear seemed to be still immersed in the drumming from a long time ago, and it was a little itchy. He subconsciously raised his hand and rubbed it vigorously.

"..."

"Cough!" Wilson withdrew his hand quickly. Seeing that no one noticed his small movements, he was relieved. He picked up the boxer shorts that were balled up at the foot of the bed, and slowly flattened them. "Aren't you going to avoid it, superheroes?"

Batman turned immediately, out of sight.

Daredevil took a deep "look" at Wilson before turning around in the same way.Forget it, I can restore the surrounding images based on the sound waves, even if I turn my back on Wilson's wide shoulders, narrow hips, six-pack abs and impressive size, he still swallows it in his stomach, as if he did nothing It happened.

Because of Matt's "considerateness", Wilson, who didn't know about it, quickly put on his clothes, and drew the focus of the whole incident back to the criminal, "What about this guy?" He kicked the lump on the ground and asked road.

Batman's horrific exclusion has long been circulated in superhero circles, and few but a few out-of-the-box people don't know it.Now that there is no danger, Daredevil was afraid that the other party would turn his face and ruthlessly drive him out of Gotham and throw the criminal to the police station, so he had to say first: "This guy is a habitual offender, and he is also my target this time. I need to find him to plot rape. Of course, it would be better if it can be proved that he used illegal drugs."

Batman raised his eyelids to look at him, and then there was a long silence. Just as Matt frowned and began to calculate his chances of success in robbing people, and got another sad 0.95, Batman finally compromised, "You in brother I need to be present for all of Tan's actions."

"no problem!"

"Alan White belongs to Gotham, you can't take him away privately." He is used to "traveling" in the middle of the night to sneak criminals who fled to other countries back to Gotham, of course Batman has to guard against others doing the same.

"..." Matt heaved a sigh of relief, "Okay, the interrogation will go through an open procedure, I hope you can cooperate."

Batman snorted, "That's Gordon's business."

He picked up White who was tied up, and said in a hoarse voice: "Grab me." Wilson and Matt hugged Batman from left to right, and the next moment he shot out the claws, and the dark metal carried steel cables through the glass , go straight into the opposite building, and fix it at the top fence.Batman adjusted the angle, buckled the buckle, and took three oil bottles and shot away like Li Xuan's arrows, disappearing into the night.

"It's here." Leaping on the top of the building for more than ten minutes, away from this prosperous business district, Batman stopped in front of a single-family villa a few blocks away. White's temporary residence!

A few people sneaked in quickly under the cover of night, but apart from a few packs of ordinary marijuana in the kitchen, there was nothing else to gain.Entering the study again, the computer screen was locked by a password. Wilson moved his fingers and raised his eyebrows, "Look at mine."

In the Gotham cemetery, Morgan put his hands in his pockets, stood in front of two small tombstones with downcast eyes, and remained silent for a long time.He doesn't believe in God, but he still expects them to go to heaven and not suffer from the filth and ugliness of this world.

Morgan has no faith, because in all his helpless moments God has not delivered him.

At the age of ten, his father, who was out of place in the selfish and indifferent slums, was finally shot and killed by criminals while preventing a robbery, and he witnessed it all with his own eyes.The police who came late could not save his father's life. The tall man who liked to throw rugby with him left forever. He prayed countless times hoping to get his father back, but at that time, God did not come.

Not long after that, he was besieged by gangsters again and again and passed out at the end of the alley. He also prayed countless times to God to save him from the sea of ​​suffering, but God still didn't come.

He eats hard, builds his muscles, fights back every punch he throws, and finally he stops being beaten, and he becomes one of the gangsters, much to Mom's disappointment.And just when he was in the mud, the manager of the upword youth center suddenly extended a helping hand.Carl Buford believes that he is not all bad, but that he has accepted himself because of the rebellion after his father's death.

For Morgan, it was the happiest time after losing his father. Buford almost became a substitute for his father. He comforted and enlightened himself over and over again, taught him to play real football, took him on a trip, and taught him to fish... until that day.

He took him to the cabin in Wisconsin, where they had a great time fishing and camping. Buford invited him to drink and told him that naked swimming was the coolest. He happily jumped into the river, only to be betrayed.

Buford's touch no longer made him feel at ease and warm. He only felt sick and unbearable. His hands on the river bank were scarred from scratching. When the tearing sensation came from behind him, he prayed to God for the last time, save he.

Everything is still in vain.

Since then, he has completely lost his faith...

Hodge came over and interrupted Morgan's memory. He patted him on the shoulder comfortingly, "At least you've come out, Morgan."

Morgan looked at the new tombstone with a heavy heart, "Maybe I should have exposed Buford's crimes earlier so that Damian wouldn't be silenced for knowing the truth."

"It's not too late now, at least there won't be any more victims."

Carl Buford was once revered as a street hero in the slums. He established a youth center and saved many black teenagers who went astray. The teenager who fits his taste in the center.

Buford is a disgusting pedophile, but his method of committing the crime has attracted Hodge's attention, "Since more than ten years ago, his method of committing the crime has been very mature, and it has hardly changed until now. It seems that he slowly explored and improved it by himself, but it seems..."

"Instead, it seems to be a repeated copy based on a template that has already been formed!"

The two looked at each other, their hearts trembled. Hodge quickly took out his mobile phone, "Garcia, help me check Buford's information. It's best when he founded the youth center and started committing crimes."

"God, more than ten years, it's too long!" Garcia yelled and complained, and then panted and laughed, "But it's not difficult for your magical girl!"

Garcia retrieved the encrypted files of ordinary data, and even extracted more than a dozen surveillance videos to play simultaneously. However, she did not find any suspicious persons that appeared repeatedly. However, when she casually investigated Buford's recent activities, she discovered one thing, "I I found a website, and since more than ten years ago, Buford has been logging in for more than seven hours almost every day."

"What is it?" Morgan asked quickly.

"Wait a minute, dear, I'm recovering..." Garcia paused for a few minutes, then cheered, "It's done. It's an encrypted website. It only takes half an hour for me to decipher this kind of password!"

……

In White's house, Wilson's index finger fluttered, he licked his lips inadvertently, his eyes flickered against the background of the screen, "Don't worry, I only need 10 minutes to decipher this kind of code!"

After successfully booting up, several people discovered an encrypted website, and Wilson asked again to decipher it.

Then, when the first rays of the setting sun dyed the sky red, Wilson from White's house and Garcia from Quantico logged onto the website almost at the same time.

Then a line of straightforward bright pink letters appeared naked in front of everyone's eyes, glaring and dirty.

"Welcome to the sac sex offenders club!"

Gotham's largest airport.

With the sweet voice of the staff, the plane landed, the door opened wide, and people with hand luggage poured out of the plane. A brown-haired girl with fashionable big waves fell at the end, wrapped in a well-tailored silver-gray suit and skirt. Showing all her curves, sexy yet capable.

A salty pig's hand that had been coveted for a long time finally couldn't hold back, and carefully climbed up to her pretty round buttocks.

The next moment, a mournful howl suddenly sounded, and the crowd looked curiously, and the girl actually pushed a middle-aged man with an unattractive appearance to the ground!

The man's forehead was soaked in cold sweat, his arms were twisted into strange arcs, the girl stood up slowly, and stomped on the man's right hand with her pointed high-heeled shoes.She stroked her hair and hummed, "Scum!"

The fast-paced phone rang, and she casually took out the phone, but the moment she saw the number, her face turned livid, and she stinks to the extreme.

"Ok?"

"Don't even call papa, Thalia baby?"

"Humph!"

"... Dad was afraid that the old bastard in the east would snatch you away, so he didn't take you to find your brother! qaq"

"laugh!"

"... Well, the bad news is that Kerim has slipped away. Excluding renting, there are 28 cities in the United States where he owns real estate, and the distribution is too scattered for Dad and the old bastard to check. I heard that you have arrived in Gotham , your brother bought a manor there, although the goal is too big and he is unlikely to go there, let's help Dad investigate!"

"Ah!"

Thalia hung up the phone quickly. Maybe her father combined a lot of considerations and rationally judged that the chances of her younger brother going to Gotham were not high. place of harvest.

Before the security personnel came over, Thalia lifted her feet and strode out of the airport.